And the black hole located in the Scepter Seat was indeed black.
The optical observation window was pitch-dark; all detection equipment had failed.
The disc-shaped ship was entirely at the mercy of the black hole's gravity.
Whether it was due to magic or not, the hull of the disc-shaped ship wasn't torn apart by the black hole; it smoothly made its way to the world of wizards.
The same was true for the other interstellar ships.
From their behavior, it was clear that all the synthetic humans participating in exploration and plundering hadn't planned on returning alive.
Whether it was their armed battleships or heavy freighters, they were all here to delve into the black hole.
If they had a chance to bring spoils of war back, it would be all the better.
Facing the mysterious phenomenon of a magical civilization within the black hole, Noland Lee could only describe it as being completely in the dark.